FOUR

Benakribo's Cam. President University Auditorium

Yaay!. just got home after the cinematography seminar with Benazio A.K.A Benakribo.
and... well.. ummm... there's nothing to tell really.. my mood just got punched down because my dormmate borrowed my laptop WITHOUT my permission, well even if it is with my permission I still don't like it. FUCK THIS SHARED ROOM PROGRAM.

THREE

"Living in Cikarang is hard bro!", He said. But the truth is not cikarang which is hard, it's him who is weak, and acting like a fragile baby. he hides in his room with the fuckin' AC down to 18 degree. All he does is whining and complaining about how bad this university is and how long it takes to get worse and worse and then ruin your "Luxurious" life. Yeah, I had also whine and complained about this university, but then, I tried to deal with it. Because, I'm the one who made this happen, I choose this university as an alternative if I fail on SNMPTN test, which is yes, I failed.

And here I am, in this glorified hellhole. And I have no regret.. well, there's one, which is ; I should have choosen "1 Room for 1 person" .. not the "Shared" one.

TWO

Okay, 4 hours ago I should be in the class, studying history of arts and graphic design, but the truth is, I overslept, crap!. I missed a class.. I think, missing a class in college is the same like missing a class in high school, well, I know now that it's not... My friends be damned for hanging out in my room last night... because of that, I stayed up, maybe until 3 am or whatever. And there's more, tommorrow is the deadline for my assigment, and I haven't finish it yet. In fact, it's not even started yet.

Okaay..

ONE

Okay, back again, why do I re-open this blog ? I have tumblr already, what's the point of having two blogs at once, it's not like I'm a famous or a busy person, I'm just an exhausted college student. Living the college life was not like what I've imagined, the assignments, the pressures of "Deadlines", sharing room, unhealthy food, etc..

since having two blogs for someone like me is considered stupid, I choose to make this blog... my diary, I mean Journal.. okay.. whatever.